Monday, September 11, 2006

We need to feel good

So imagine that this post is the equivalent of the DJ saying "okay now y'all, we're going to bring it down a notch for a minute" before announcing that it was Couples Skate only at the Planet Skate roller rink and arcade (Oh damn, I just totally dated myself). It's been 5 years since the Towers were hit.

I was in college at the time, in my design class. We were working on projects to demonstrate advanced color theory (girls, really, my homework was to demonstrate a fuckin' rainbow. How hard can that be for someone who aced his advanced homosexuality final??). I had heard about the first plane hitting on NPR (uh, my partner listens to that, not me. I'm on a steady diet of Britney, Xtina, and lil Kims), but they thought at that point that it was an accident. My family is military, so I kept getting calls from them telling me that no, it was something much worse. I had to leave class, but the teacher (who I would eventually argue with so much that I dropped out of college with the words "I don' t need your fucking piece of paper to tell me I can paint, bitch!") didn't mind. I went to my day job and we all sat around a TV watching everything unfold. I had to go for a walk, and I ended up inside St Mary's cathedral in downtown Austin, TX. I sat in a pew in the back because I didn't want to burst into flames or anything. I lit a candle and my dried up tear ducts managed to squeeze out a few puffs of salty air because my tears are gone, y'all.I'll be back soon, hopefully with something fun and fluffy. (cuz OMG, New York is back on Flavor of Love 2 y'all! I nearly choked on my pork cracklin's when I saw that shit go down!)

1 Comments:

Gurls, doesn't that Breakdown dude ever publish anything? I'll tell you some'n for nuttin' - he's always so busy over at D-Listed on the comments boards, I swear if he took all those one lines, and stuck them all together, he's have like an essay to post every week! Word!